Leoni was by all accounts a rather attractive woman. And she was a woman, now. She had not really appreciated the change herself. The way her cheeks had come in, her features come finer and lean. The elegant lines of her nose and lips. The way her eyes now looked to men, her slightly green eyes, fortuitous under her red Irish hair. She hardly wore makeup, b...
Charlotte Cavendish hurried through the chill November air, head down and shoulders hunched as she hugged the laundry bag tight to her body. It was unseasonably cold and she couldn't get to her small apartment on the Ku'damm quickly enough. Besides, at this time of night the streets of Berlin were no place for a woman to be out alone. As she rounded a corner...
Author's Note When I wrote The Rescue of Princess Lingonberry I had no idea it would be so well received. Usually what I find to be humorous tends to flop on this site. But to my amazement it's actually proving to be a rather popular fairy tale and a few people have even asked for a sequel. At first I struggled with the idea, thinking it would end up bei...
Saturday Afternoon I was about to lead Angel into the bedroom so that she could unwrap her presents when my phone beeped with a text. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It was from Kendra: 'Is Angela there yet? K x' I smiled, 'It's Kendra. She wants to know if you arrived safely." Angel smiled at me, "Tell her I'm very safe and give her my love."...
It's All About Endowments [A young woman with special "endowments" finds her path lies with woman.] I would lie upon her, laying in the missionary position, and rub my clit against hers. With one hand holding my breast so and my other hand behind her head, I would guide her mouth to my teat and pouty areola, telling her softly how much she was going to e...
Lockdown had been the strangest of times for Rory. On the one hand it was nice to see the news of carbon emissions lowering, wildlife coming back into cities and actually having a chance to re-connect with friends and family in a really authentic way. On the other hand it was boring as hell to be stuck in her little one bedroom flat in a quiet suburban stree...
"So... what do you feel like doing today, Donna?" "Seriously?" "Yeah." "Well... right now I kind of feel like biting you on your cute ass!" The pretty young blonde girl giggled in response. "I'm being serious," she pouted. "I'm bored." "Come over here." "Why?" "Just come over here, my gorgeous girl!" Brooke knew full well that Donna didn't like it w...
Barbara had begun her career doing landscapes and portraits that although excellent proved to have a limited market. It was not the money that drove her creativity but a belief she held that she was brilliant enough to enjoy a successful living that was managed by her own worth as an artist and not by the dictates of another. For Barbara it was detrimental t...
When Nicole finally recuperated from the powerful orgasm that Cindy had given her, she softly said to her Mom, as well as Marta and Cindy, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pee, it just happened and I couldn't stop it from squirting out." Kim gave Nicole a nice hug as Marta and Cindy looked on. "Honey, you didn't pee, what squirted out was your cum," said Cindy,...
My daughter Faith had a brooding look on her usually sunny face. When she returned home from college for winter break, her mood alternated from surly to morose. My efforts to engage her in conversation failed and I tried every approach I knew as a professional therapist but she refused to open up. Earlier that day, I heard Faith talking to someone on her c...